Current location - Music Encyclopedia - Today in History - The story of me and this book
The story of me and this book
The Story of Me and the Book (General 10)

The story of me and the book 1 I am a child who loves reading. There are naturally many books at home. There are stories hidden in these books, and each story is unforgettable. But what impressed me most was my story and idiom story.

That idiom story is the first time I got full marks, and my father bought it for me. I still remember that the cover of the story book was like this: a little shepherd boy leaned against a small rockery and was reading a book in his hand. The shepherd boy's mouth rose slightly. I can see that he is very excited-he must be immersed in the sweetness of words. Although the picture is very simple, I deeply realize that the book is sweet and the knowledge in the book is also sweet. With a good book, the whole world will become sweet.

In order to finish reading the book early, I almost forgot to sleep, such as reading it secretly in class, reading it at dinner, or even reading it for half an hour before going to bed. One thing that impressed me the most was peeking in class. I remember it was a math class. I put the book in the drawer. Whenever the teacher turns to write on the blackboard, I will take out the book and secretly read it. The more I look at it, the more involved I am, and the more courageous I am. Even when the teacher was giving us a lecture, I still watched and nodded from time to time, making the teacher think that I was listening carefully. But if people don't know, unless it's too late. I thought I was pretending well, but I didn't want to escape the teacher's "critical eye" Once, the teacher suddenly called my name and asked me to answer questions. It took me a long time to answer this question. The teacher came up to me, touched my head and said earnestly, "It is good to love reading, but you should arrange your time well." I bowed my head in shame. From then on, I never dare to read extra-curricular books in class.

"I jumped into books, just like a hungry man jumped into bread." Gorky's words made us realize the importance of books. But we should also arrange the reading time reasonably and when to read what books, otherwise it will be counterproductive and not good for ourselves.

The story between me and the book 2 There are many stories in the book, and there are also many stories between me and the book.

When I was a child, I listened to my mother tell stories every night before going to bed. Sometimes when I hear a wonderful story, I have to repeat it several times. If my mother tells other stories, I will be angry. Once, my mother said to me, "You should learn to read by yourself, and don't always listen to my mother." So, I found a book called fairy tales in Creff. Although this book has standard pinyin, I was only in kindergarten at that time, and I can only understand some simple pinyin, but most of them still don't understand it. Every time I read a sentence or two, I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, mom, how do you pronounce this word?" By the way, how to pronounce this word? "At this time, my mother always smiled and helped me to explain how to read this word and what it means.

After primary school, I like reading more. I can't put it down, such as Grimm's fairy tales, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, children's encyclopedia, Lei Feng's story, love education and so on. From the book, I know that I should be as helpful and caring for the collective as Lei Feng, and I should also learn from Enrico, Caron and Poleksi in The Education of Love. There is also a book I just read recently: Super Grandma of Saga. Although the grandmother in this book lives in poverty, she can always come up with some strange tricks to make her life colorful and interesting. This super grandma made me understand that no matter how hard life is, I have to be optimistic. This old woman is really admirable!

Friends, I like books, all kinds of books. You also swim in the ocean of books like me, and gain more knowledge and more happiness!

The story of me and the book 3 books, a sacred word. When Sima Qian, a generation of historians, carved the last word of Historical Records with trembling hands, and Cao Xueqin, a prodigy, "wrote a book about Master Huang Shu", their hearts must be filled with incomparable joy and glory. Because it is a sacred and happy thing to be able to write your own ideas into the book and pass them on to future generations!

I, an ordinary junior, feel honored and gratified to see all these hard-working works and get a glimpse of the essence of ancient wisdom today after thousands of years. Book, I thank you, you brought me into a wonderful artistic conception and repeatedly inspired me to ponder: how can I not walk with you in this life?

The story between me and the book is unremarkable, without twists and turns, without thrilling memories, only unspeakable fate. I believe that every time I see a book, I am lucky, which makes me cherish it even more, from small to large.

I remember every time I went to my grandmother's house when I was a child, I clung to it, mostly for the sake of those two big bookcases-mahogany, with warm tentacles and full of attraction. It seems that it is also influenced by the books inside, which makes me linger. I often forget the rows of books in the bookcase and think: when can I have so many books? At that time, this was one of my biggest dreams.

I remember one birthday, my father gave me a set of Selected Works of China Loose-leaf, a total of five. I was so ecstatic that I even put a book on my pillow when I slept. Even when my mother went shopping the next day, she quietly held a book in her arms. But I can't find it when I get home. I must have lost it in the vegetable market! Where can I find it? I want to cry, I want to be silent. Why is this happening? If you lose a book, this set will be incomplete! Why is this happening?

Recalling the story of me and the book, I have sorrow and joy, and I have a lot of thoughts. Perhaps the story of my attachment to books is plain and fragrant, and it is a lifelong feeling. For this regretless pursuit, my fate with the book will continue, forever!

Let my friendship with books last longer!

I told the story of the book. The ancients said, "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu." As long as you read more books and read good books, you will make good progress.

One day during the winter vacation, I was preparing to sleep in bed when I suddenly found that there were many books on the bed that I hadn't finished reading. I picked up a book and began to read. It took me about an hour to finish reading this book. Then, I picked up the second book and read it for a long time. After reading it, I picked up the third book ... so I read all the books by the bed. I found five forgotten books from the cupboard before I enjoyed myself. My mother bought it for me a long time ago, and I put it there before I could see it. These books are not thick, but they are rich and interesting. I finished reading them in a short time. I really couldn't find a book to read, so I picked up my long book and read it. I don't know where I saw it, so I fell asleep and woke up at 9: 30 to look at the clock.

One of the characteristics of my reading is that I either finish the book in one breath or leave it for a long time, unless it is a comic book or a picture book. In addition, I also take reading notes when I meet places of interest.

Once, I was reading the National Geographic Encyclopedia, which contained many interesting fragments. I heard my mother say that you should take more notes when reading, so that you can learn something useful, so I took notes on the interesting paragraphs in that book. I picked up other books for reading notes, but that book was about scenery and I couldn't find any interesting places. But I made an unexpected discovery. I found many sentences with metaphor, personification and duality. I thought they were beautifully written, so I copied them down. When I come across a book full of beautiful sentences, I copy the "essence" of those "essence"-the best sentences.

Mr Gorky said that "books are the ladder of human progress". If life is a racetrack, then books must be racing cars; If life is a bowl of rice, then books must be the nutrition inside; If life is a game, then books are a collection of customs clearance; If life is a big tree, then books must be roots ... I hope everyone can read as much as writers and read good books. As long as they concentrate on reading every word in the book, they will certainly make progress.

Story 5 of the book, I still remember Gorky's saying that "no power is greater than knowledge, and people armed with knowledge are invincible". So I also love this invincible weapon.

It was when I was young, and my parents were not at home. Books are of great help to me. I remember it was an afternoon. Mom and dad said they were going to grandma's house for something, so they left me alone at home. Before leaving, my mother kept nagging: don't cook the rice, don't get your clothes dirty, etc ... "Well, I see, you should leave quickly," I said tirelessly.

After they left, I took a book from the shelf called A Dream of Red Mansions. Time to eat. I put down my book, ran to the kitchen, filled the rice first, washed it and cooked it in the rice cooker, and then went back to my room to continue reading.

After watching it for a while, the room smelled of burning. "Shit, my rice." I put down my book and ran to the kitchen to read it. Sure enough, it seems that I was too careless and there was too little water. Looking at the scene in front of me, I am really at a loss.

A picture flashed through my mind. I remember in a book that I could cook the cooked rice into a bowl of delicious rice. I took out my book and did it step by step. The first step is to cut the onion into the rice, then pour in a cup of fragrant milk, and finally cover it and continue cooking.

This time, I didn't leave, just watching, but after a while I smelled an unspeakable fragrance and couldn't wait to open the lid. "Wow, that's cool," I shouted excitedly, admiring myself. How amazing!

Books can not only learn knowledge, but also help you in life and bring you many surprises! So I love it, it is my mentor and friend, and I will always savor it. It makes me happy and enriches my life. This is the story of me and the book.

I told the story of the book. The ancients said, "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu." It can be seen that books are the source of knowledge and the symbol of wisdom. Of course, I have had many stories with books, and one of them impressed me the most.

Once, I was addicted to reading a book. My mother suddenly opened my door, walked beside me and said with a straight face, "It's ten o'clock and I have to go to school tomorrow. Have you finished your homework? When you're finished, turn off the lights and sleep, and don't read. " "Oh." I promised in my mouth. I thought to myself: well, you can't stop me from reading. I stood up, obediently returned to my room, went to bed, tucked in and pretended to be asleep. A few minutes later, my mother left my room. Hearing the sound of closing the door, I narrowed my eyes, reconfirmed my mother's departure, and then whispered, "Thank God, my mother has finally left."

Then, I got out of bed carefully, put on slippers, crept to the desk, picked up the book I had just finished reading, went to the cupboard to get a flashlight, and then went back to bed to lie down. When I protect myself with a quilt, I turn on the flashlight, open the page I see, and then look down with relish. After a while, I was intoxicated in the sea of books. Suddenly, my quilt was suddenly opened and a big hand took my book away. I said in surprise, "Ah! My book. " I turned around and saw that my mother was angry and seemed to "kill" me. Suddenly, I was startled and lowered my head to be scolded. "Let you sleep, but you are reading secretly. You are not allowed to read for a month." I raised my index finger to bargain: "How about a week?" But my mother ignored me, took my book directly and strode out of my room. I want to cry without tears, and I have nowhere to say, "I will never steal books at night again." I said to myself feebly.

Books bring me endless fun, but also bring me many "nutrients", such as sunshine and rain, which nourish my young trees to grow sturdily. However, I should also learn the lesson of stealing books and learn to arrange my reading time reasonably, otherwise I will miss books in the future.

I and the story of the book 7 The ancients said: "Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road; Reading breaks thousands of volumes and writing is like a god. " This shows how much the ancients loved books. I love reading, too, but my mother forbids me to read extracurricular books. However, the magic is one foot high and one foot high; There are policies on the top and countermeasures on the bottom; See who is taller, me or my mother.

The first trick: darkness. When I go to the toilet, I hide the book under my clothes and sneak it in. Close the door as soon as you enter, take out the book and read it with relish. While I was reading, my mother suddenly came in to wash her hands. She found me reading, so she gave me a good beating and asked me to write a review. I was so angry at that time!

A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. I changed another plan, called cheating. Sneak out of bed when sleeping, close the door, turn on the light, read like a thief, and see if there is anything at the door from time to time. Ha, mom didn't find it this time. On the third day, I was still like this, but this time I was not as lucky as the previous two days. My mother got up to go to the toilet and found my door closed, so she opened it. In this way, my mother found out about reading secretly again. ...

Up to now, my "war" with my mother is still not over, but I will never give up in order to study.

The story between me and the book 8 There are few students who write well in our class. I think their composition is so poor, probably because they didn't follow ten words, but they read thousands of books and wrote it like a god.

When I was in grade one, I read some children's encyclopedias and enlightenment books. At that time, I will naturally be recorded by my mother or father, and then I will recite it and show it off in front of my classmates. At that time, I only knew that reading was to show off my knowledge.

In the second grade, I read some books about pictures and speeches, as well as some books about ancient poems. At that time, I will also record and remember good words and sentences. As a sophomore, I think it is to learn new knowledge.

In the third grade, I began to contact some famous sentences, limited word compositions, fairy tales and other types of books. Similarly, I will copy good words and sentences together with good paragraphs and apply them to my composition. At this time, I think reading is the truth of learning life.

Students, books are the broadest ocean of knowledge. Let's travel together!

Related reading: reading.

ferment

I can't count how many times I got drunk while reading. After my mother screamed a dozen times, I looked up and saw my mother staring at the boss's eyes. I quickly poured her water to make amends. I can't remember how many times my brother pestered me to tell stories, but I told him casually while I was reminiscing about the contents of the book I just finished. When the hero killed a dog in the tent with a gun, my brother left angrily. Although this kind of "apple juice" sometimes makes me embarrassed, it is really "sour and sweet".

sweet food

In the bookstore, in front of the bookshelf, take out a book at will, and you will be attracted by the twists and turns of the story and intoxicated by the beautiful words. Please open it, because Robinson's story is amazing! Don't be too surprised. Come to Ben. Tang priest's interesting and bizarre trip will definitely make you forget your past surprises and laugh again. You've been swimming in the sea of books all day, which has increased your knowledge and made your heart as sweet as honey, don't you think?

difficult

This bitter taste is like bitter gourd on the dinner table. Every time I go to the table, it scares me, but every time I go to the table, I eat first. From ancient times to the present, reading is hard work, as long as I just grab water from the vast history; You can find countless precedents for studying hard. But we modern people are not much better. Didn't many readers join the "four-eyed family"? There are also kind and strict teachers and parents-our burden is very heavy.

fragrant

This book itself is a pepper, even if you have endless aftertaste, you can see where you are ashamed. I didn't know the importance and beauty of honesty until I read that I won the lottery. After reading A Mother's Love Like a Mountain, I realized that what I usually do would make my parents so sad. This book is the best and most popular "big pepper" in the world. Sugar-coated haws, the most delicious taste of reading, I only ask you to enjoy a little, and you will know the rest slowly, okay? Indulge in beautiful words. Please open it, because Robinson's story is amazing! Don't be too surprised before. Come to Ben. Tang priest's interesting and bizarre trip will definitely make you forget your past surprises and laugh again. You've been swimming in the sea of books all day, which has increased your knowledge and made your heart as sweet as honey, don't you think?

"The Story of Books" Chen Shou and I once said, "A day without books, everything is barren." I am like a boat floating on the ocean of wisdom.

I didn't want to read a word in the book when I was a freshman and a sophomore. If the computer is on, I will put my hand on the mouse involuntarily; I used to be an old habit, but my mother found out; Mom said, "Hurry up, hurry up, go and read!" " "I have no choice but to lift my feet like lead and move to the study step by step. Take out a little confused diary. Although I am absorbed in reading, I am thinking about what my mother said. Children's nature is to play, so that you can play 90% of the time and study 90% of the time. Just then, my mother called my mother and saw that I didn't respond. She said, "Come and play in two minutes. "I'm so happy now. I am reading happily. The more I read, the happier I am. The more I read, the happier I am. Five minutes have passed. Ten minutes have passed ... I'm still studying; I don't know how many hours later, my father called me: "Why don't you come out to play?" I said, "Wait a minute. "About two hours later, I have finished reading that book. I gently put the book back on the shelf. I took another children's encyclopedia with 384 pages, and I got up the courage to open the first page again. " Wow "is actually the starry sky in the universe; Because I like technology better, I feel happy suddenly.

I once said, "If you don't eat rice, you can stay up for a day, and if you don't read, you can stay up for a day." From that day on, I fell in love with reading!

The story of me and the book 10 A book you like is like a window, which opens the way to the future for me; Your favorite book is like an oil tanker, taking me swimming in the ocean of knowledge; A book you like is like a treasure house, waiting for me to open the source of knowledge. I remember someone once said to me, "reading a good book is equivalent to talking to a noble person."

I didn't like reading at all before, but my mother went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books for me as soon as she was free. There are mountains of books in my family, including grimm's fairy tales, Arabian nights, water lilies and so on. One day, my mother bought me a book called One Hundred Children, One Hundred Dreams. It was left untouched in the bookcase when I first bought it. My mother saw it and made me watch it. At first sight, I was fascinated. I watch it when I walk, watch it secretly when I do my homework, and even you can see me holding it when I go to the bathroom.

My mother usually tells me to go to bed early. I went to bed as soon as I finished eating and taking a shower. I don't even have time to read. I know my mother's habits, so I hid a flashlight under the quilt. Once my mother turned off the lights and left. When the "covert operation" began, I looked around. Very safe. I immediately covered myself with a quilt and turned on the flashlight to watch Haha. The sound of "crash" makes me a thief uneasy. I was frightened, lying motionless in bed in a cold sweat, and after a long time there was no movement. Oh, it's mom washing clothes in the bathroom! I kept looking, and there was a "click". My mother really found out this time. She pulled me out of bed, beat me up and nagged, "Don't be such a little ghost all night." Mom actually didn't hurt at all, just warning me.

However, since then, I am still "eager to be a thief" and my love for books has deepened.